I place my table down in front of the large glass sliding door. It's late in the evening when you get done with work for the day. So as the sun begins to set, the room turns to a deep shade of gold. I set up, while you go change. Grabbing my bag and placing it on top, unzipping the flap and pulling out all necessary materials; a fitted cotton sheet and another loose one to drape over top, and a special bottle of pre-mixed...

My pace quickens up the stairs as I once again unbutton my chef coat, sliding it off my shoulders and dropping it, along with the table cloth on the steps below. I reach the top and come up from behind you, wrapping my arms around your slender waist running my hands wildly across your nakedness. Burying my face into your neck, kissing and licking along the edge of your right ear, and gently nibbling at your lobe.  I softl...

It was some time around 2:00 PM when the lunch rush finally started to die down. A few stragglers litter about the tables, silhouetted in the sunlight against the windows of the dining room. Each still deeply engrossed in conversations that I can only guess as to their nature and themes. I’m standing at the double swing doors of my kitchen as I look out, surveying the modest Mediterranean-styled décor and the various occu...

I see you when you come in. My attention isn’t even on the door. It is like something, I don’t know, like instinct or intuition that makes me look. It is like the whole place just stops for a moment, just for you. Imagine my surprise when you come out of the ladies' locker room and stroll right towards me, right where I am working out. Yeah, I’m pretty sure you catch me staring a few times as we go along, but each time I...